B2 listening about an experience
فایل صوتی کوتاه درباره ی تجربه سطح پیشرفته انگلیسی
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Listen to the file. Were the following ideas stated? Write Yes or No in the gap.
M: Oh well, that's easy. I know who I'm going to write about.
K: Already?
M: Yes, the mysterious Eilean.
S: Go on then, Marion. What happened?
M: Well. It was last summer. We were driving down to the coast to spend a week with my relatives. All my dad's family live down in Brighton,about a five-hour drive from here. Anyway, just as we were coming into the outskirts of the town all this steam started coming out of the engine. So, we all got out of the car and mum and dad had a look under the bonnet, but all they could do was scratch their heads. They haven't the faintest idea about cars.
K: So, what did you do?
M: Well fortunately this other car stopped and the driver offered to help. And that's how I met Eilcan, his daughter. She was ready to sort out the problem herself but her dad told her she'd get herself dirty so he did it. Suppose the first thing I noticed about her was her clothes. They were 'hippy-style all long and flowing with lots of bright, cheerful colors. And that's how she was really bright and cheerful and we had a real laugh together there on the side of the motorway,and on the one or two other occasions we met as well. She was also incredibly tall, with long flowing hair that seemed to go down as far as her knees.
S: She sounds a bit like one of my ex-girlfriends, Marcia.
K: One of the thousands, no doubt.
S: Actually, come to think of it, I could write about her. We were both watching this street entertainer, a magician he was, and he asked for two volunteers to come out onto his 'stage', which was this low wall. So - I went out and so did Marcia, and that's how we met. I remember thinking how soft her features were and when I looked into her eyes I realized I'd fallen for her in a big way.
M: How romantic!
S: And then the magician asked us to focus on this rabbit he had in a box, but I just couldn't keep my eyes off Marcia, so I didn't have a clue what was going on and the magician got quite angry. That's when she smiled at me and I got so nervous I nearly fell off the stage! Brought together by magic, we were.
M: That's almost what Eilean said, only she believed in Destiny, and according to her that's what caused us to meet. She was a bit strange, but I'd still like to have kept in touch with her. I have written a few times, but the most recent letters have gone unanswered and she seems to have disappeared off the face of the Earth.
S: Probably that magician again! How about you, Karen?
K: Well, it looks as if I'm going to have to make something up. Nothing like either of your two stories has ever happened to me. But I often go walking in the mountains so I'm going to write about a rescue when I was trapped in the snow with a broken leg.
M: Sounds good.
K: It gets better. The man who rescued me was a gorgeous, well-built hunk with piercing blue eyes and a beautifully dark complexion; let's say a mediterranean type.
S: Oh, dream on!
M: And his gentle manner and soft-spoken voice comforted me in the freezing cold and almost made me forget my pain. The best bit though was when he picked me up in his arms and carried me down the mountain - that can be my last paragraph, leaving the reader wondering what happened next.
S: I've just thought of another story- the one of how Marcia and I split up with each other. We were at the theatre one night and one of the actors kept looking at her...
K: Already?
M: Yes, the mysterious Eilean.
S: Go on then, Marion. What happened?
M: Well. It was last summer. We were driving down to the coast to spend a week with my relatives. All my dad's family live down in Brighton,about a five-hour drive from here. Anyway, just as we were coming into the outskirts of the town all this steam started coming out of the engine. So, we all got out of the car and mum and dad had a look under the bonnet, but all they could do was scratch their heads. They haven't the faintest idea about cars.
K: So, what did you do?
M: Well fortunately this other car stopped and the driver offered to help. And that's how I met Eilcan, his daughter. She was ready to sort out the problem herself but her dad told her she'd get herself dirty so he did it. Suppose the first thing I noticed about her was her clothes. They were 'hippy-style all long and flowing with lots of bright, cheerful colors. And that's how she was really bright and cheerful and we had a real laugh together there on the side of the motorway,and on the one or two other occasions we met as well. She was also incredibly tall, with long flowing hair that seemed to go down as far as her knees.
S: She sounds a bit like one of my ex-girlfriends, Marcia.
K: One of the thousands, no doubt.
S: Actually, come to think of it, I could write about her. We were both watching this street entertainer, a magician he was, and he asked for two volunteers to come out onto his 'stage', which was this low wall. So - I went out and so did Marcia, and that's how we met. I remember thinking how soft her features were and when I looked into her eyes I realized I'd fallen for her in a big way.
M: How romantic!
S: And then the magician asked us to focus on this rabbit he had in a box, but I just couldn't keep my eyes off Marcia, so I didn't have a clue what was going on and the magician got quite angry. That's when she smiled at me and I got so nervous I nearly fell off the stage! Brought together by magic, we were.
M: That's almost what Eilean said, only she believed in Destiny, and according to her that's what caused us to meet. She was a bit strange, but I'd still like to have kept in touch with her. I have written a few times, but the most recent letters have gone unanswered and she seems to have disappeared off the face of the Earth.
S: Probably that magician again! How about you, Karen?
K: Well, it looks as if I'm going to have to make something up. Nothing like either of your two stories has ever happened to me. But I often go walking in the mountains so I'm going to write about a rescue when I was trapped in the snow with a broken leg.
M: Sounds good.
K: It gets better. The man who rescued me was a gorgeous, well-built hunk with piercing blue eyes and a beautifully dark complexion; let's say a mediterranean type.
S: Oh, dream on!
M: And his gentle manner and soft-spoken voice comforted me in the freezing cold and almost made me forget my pain. The best bit though was when he picked me up in his arms and carried me down the mountain - that can be my last paragraph, leaving the reader wondering what happened next.
S: I've just thought of another story- the one of how Marcia and I split up with each other. We were at the theatre one night and one of the actors kept looking at her...
Question No. /
1 Marion had nearly reached her destination.
2 Eilcan didn't know how to mend the car.
3 Steven and Marcia met in the theatre.
4 Steven didn't do what he was supposed to.
5 Marion and Eilean still write to each other,
6 Karen invented her story.
7 Karen was comfortable during the rescue.
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لغات زبان انگلیسی به تفکیک موضوع
درک مطلب از سطح مبتدی تا پیشرفته
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